Mental Domination Chapter 04 -- Sisters
It was the heat that woke me. I'd only been asleep a few hours, but I woke up sweating. When you're used to sleeping alone, having someone else in your bed is decidedly odd, especially when they put off enough body heat to simulate a fair sized blast furnace.
Gina was cuddled against me, one sexy leg thrown across mine and an arm draped across my chest. I could feel her magnificent breasts pressed into my side. Her coppery curls were disheveled and her face relaxed in slumber. She was prettier than I'd ever really given her credit for. Not just hot, I'd always realized she was hot, but when she was relaxed like this, when she wasn't actively scowling at everyone, she was really a beautiful woman.
I glanced over at the clock. It was about one-thirty in the morning, so we'd only been asleep for about four hours. Even so, I still felt pretty refreshed. I'd napped some yesterday in preparation for Gina's visit, and even though our evening together had been thoroughly exhausting, both physically and with regards to my powers, the four hours of sleep seemed to have been enough to satisfy my body's needs.
Carefully, I extracted myself from Gina's embrace, made a quick trip to the bathroom, then crawled back into bed beside her, just on top of the covers this time. Having a sexy woman cuddled up to you was nice and all, but I really needed to cool off some.
I laid there in the bed for a while just watching her sleep when it occurred to me that I had an opportunity in front of me. I had never tried to use my powers on someone while they were sleeping. I'd hadn't ever had the chance. I didn't even know for sure if it would work.
Gently I reached out and brushed the hair back from her forehead and with just as much care stretched my psychic senses out to make contact with her mind. It was a different kind of feeling than contacting someone when they were awake. When I did that, I sort of took hold of their mind and overrode their conscious control. It was like wrestling, I grabbed hold and pinned them. This was more like sliding into her. It reminded me of sex, just slipping right into a warm and snug embrace.
I thought I could implant some dreams while she was asleep, lay the groundwork to make it easier for when it came time to push her into a threesome with me and her sister, Alice. Her mind was receptive, I just didn't know if she'd be able to hear the commands while she slept or if it would be garbled by the fact she wasn't truly alert. I actually muttered aloud, "I wonder if she can even hear me."
"
I hear you Dave
," she murmured.
Holy fuck! I jerked with surprise when she spoke, hard enough that I nearly pulled my hand away from her forehead and lost my connection with her.
This just did not happen. When I controlled someone, they just froze up. They didn't move, they barely blinked, and they certainly didn't speak. I'd tried to elicit responses from people that way before when I was first learning to use my abilities, but it hadn't ever worked. That's why I always gave a command to be truthful, then asked questions when they were aware. My theory was that my control overrode their ability to command their body in any way, but maybe the rules were different when their conscious mind wasn't what I was interacting with.
Sometimes I really wished these powers had come with an instruction book.
Weirdness aside, I'd had my question answered, she could definitely hear me. I considered asking her some questions since apparently she'd respond, but decided to just press ahead with my original plan.
"You're going to dream about having sex with Alice..."
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Oh I like that dream
," she interrupted dreamily.
"...and me." I finished lamely, my thoughts totally derailed. Goddamn! Gina already dreamed about banging her sister? I didn't know what to think, let alone what to say. I was totally dumbfounded, and more than a little turned on. Though, the more I thought about it, it did make a warped kind of sense.
I had always wondered why Gina was always okay with her sister taking the lead in everything, and never seemed jealous of Alice despite the fact that her sister was more successful and generally regarded as the prettier of the two. This gave me an answer, just one I would have never suspected.
"Are you attracted to your sister Gina?"
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Yes. I always have been, as long as I can remember. I know that's wrong, but I can't help it.
"
"And other women?"
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Yes, but that's wrong too, so I never said anything.
"
Well fuck... That explained a lot, and kind of made me feel bad for Gina. She liked girls, but had apparently been raised to believe it was wrong. It accounted for a good bit of her general surliness and the going to church all the time thing too: she had to atone for impure thoughts.
"Are you attracted to men too Gina?" I asked, a little concerned. If she wasn't attracted to men in general, there was no way I'd be able to keep her under my control.
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Yes, but I'm not sure what I like anymore.
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"What does that mean?"
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I didn't think I liked you, but now I do. It makes me feel good when you tell me what to do, and you made me cum so hard. I've never had an orgasm from a man before.
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That was confusing. The good side was she was falling under my control well, but the bit about never having an orgasm from a man? That didn't make sense, and it didn't match what Greg had told me. I needed more information.
"What do you mean you've never had an orgasm from a man before?"
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Greg was the only man I'd been with before tonight. We got together in high school and he got me pregnant so we got married. I've only had an orgasm when I did it myself. He was always done before I could really get going. I eventually got to the point I'd make him try things, like licking me, but I wasn't attracted to him anymore. I wasn't turned on. I would make him try though until I got frustrated and pretended to have an orgasm so I could finish after he went to sleep.
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"Why did you stay married Gina?"
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Because that's what you're supposed to do. We had a kid. I never wanted kids, but I had to raise one and be a mother and wife.
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Well goddamn. Now I really felt bad for her. It was no wonder she was such a cunt all the time. It sounded like she'd been miserable for the last thirteen years. She was free now, but she'd spent so long being unhappy that she didn't know what happy even looked like. As much as I'd disliked her before and saw this whole thing as revenge, I could empathize with her now, and it was kind of a salve to my conscience that I could actually make her life better. She might be my sex toy going forward, but I could guarantee she'd be happier than she'd been in more than a decade.
"Gina. You're won't remember telling me any of this when you wake up. Instead you'll realize that making me happy makes you happy. You will continue to feel pleasure and arousal when you fulfill my desires, and you won't feel any guilt about anything we do." I gave a very gentle nudge and implanted the thought in her mind. In this state, a full command wasn't any harder to implant than ordering her to dream when she was awake.
"
Okay Dave
"
"And one other thing, this is important. As long as you are with me, it's okay to be with other women, even Alice." There was a massive spike of resistance to this thought, even in her current state. Her emotions became very confused, and I felt her conscious mind rousing itself. I had to clamp down on that part of her mind with all my might to make the command take root. I was pretty sure I'd never have managed it had she been fully awake. There was a lot of deep seated baggage around that particular issue.
I released my hold on her and slumped back on the pillow exhausted once more with the beginnings of a headache behind my eyes. It looked like it was time to go back to sleep. I crawled under the covers, nuzzled my head on Gina's fantastic breasts and drifted off.
I woke to the smell of bacon. I was a little confused at first. For one thing, I was pretty sure I didn't have any bacon in the house, and then it took me a minute to realize that Gina must be up and cooking for us. It was a strange, if welcome, way to wake up. I hadn't had anyone cook me breakfast since I moved out of my parent's house.
I glanced at the clock: 8:11, so I clambered out of bed, threw on some boxers and a t-shirt, and shambled my way into the bathroom. I took care of the call of nature, brushed my teeth and hair, then feeling a bit more human, walked into the kitchen.
Gina was standing at my stove with her back to me. She was wearing a pair of my sweatpants, rolled at the top and bottom, and one of my t-shirts tied off in a knot on the side to make it sort of fit. She'd pulled her red-gold curls up into a messy pony-tail on top of her head. Her hair still looked damp, so I guessed she'd showered this morning too. The baggy clothes did a lot to hide her form, just like everything she usually wore, but she was still a welcome sight. The fact she was cooking didn't hurt anything either.
Quietly, I stepped up behind her, and pressed my lips softly to the gentle curve of her neck. She jerked a bit, startled, as I said, "Morning beautiful."
"Dave... you scared me. I didn't know you were up."
"Just woke up and smelled the bacon. I definitely didn't expect this."
